Shape of My Life (feat. Woody Mankowski & Chris Mueller)

What have we made of our lives?
What is the shape of my life?
Have all the edges been torn?
Am I old or reborn?
What is the shape of my life?

Who can shape a lifetime?
How many hands have shaped mine?
Whose caress brings life? Whose touch brings death?

When all that I love, slips through my fingers
Can I shape a future with these hands?

We carve and we scrape
We smooth and we shape each other
Yes, we shape each other

And sometimes we cut and we tear to reveal things
And the scars that grow back have no feelings
And we seek out pain trying to remain

The same cold crafted likeness
Someone's work of art
Can't we draft in rightness
Each cell, part by part
And start
And start

To live life
Nothing more, just live life
Like before my hands turned us to clay, waiting

I will not let this shape my life
A life that's mine to make
With my dreams and tears and secret longing

Can I shape my life, shape my own life?
Shape one precious life?



Credits
Writer(s): Tobin Mueller
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